Kierian Rykal

“When Lizzie pushed past me, she offered me a sly wink and nothing else. Not a hello. Not a smile. Not an anything, and I couldn’t have been more grateful to her in this moment. Keeping my eyes trained on her, I watched as she lowered herself down between Feely and another lad with a shaved head, directly opposite Hughie. This girl. Messy as fuck or not, this girl had my unconditional support. I had a girlfriend and a son to go home to that I wouldn’t have if she hadn’t taken a second to talk me down from the edge that night. The thought of what could have happened—what would have happened—if she hadn’t intervened meant that I would be forever indebted to her. My son had a father because of her, and whenever the shit hit the fan for her, because it would hit the fan, then she would have my backing. Yeah, for the rest of the school year, she would come under the same umbrella that Tadhg and Shannon did.”
― Chloe Walsh, Redeeming 6

“Yeah, and you love that shit you inject into your veins more.” She batted my hand away. “I don’t want anything to do with that kind of love. Keep your love for the drugs.”
― Chloe Walsh, Redeeming 6

“Ah, but Paul Rice was never Joey Lynch, was he?” That’s for damn sure.”
― Chloe Walsh, Redeeming 6

“Dad broke Shannon’s lungs, but he broke Joey’s mind and Mam helped him do it.”
― Chloe Walsh, Redeeming 6